Lamentation De La Mort Poem by Richie Duprey

When I stand in the mirror it's not me that I see,
It's some ****ed up young kid with a mental disease.
Is there any way that I can get a release?
If I ended it all, would you be pleased?
I feel worthless, drained and I can't go on.
I've felt this all before but I thought I'd grew strong.
But the feelings came back and they're breaking me down,
There's a promise I'm breaking and it won't make a sound.
I'm sorry my sweet friend, but now I am free,
I'm not just a memory, I'll always be me.
Only physically will I be gone,
But I'll be happy again, at least, is that so wrong?
I hope you wish me good luck but don't shed a tear,
I won't be that far when the universe is near.
I'm sorry, my friend, but I must chase the light.
Remember me, my friend, so long and goodnight.